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Thursday, June 6, 2013

Creatures of its own Misgiving

Isn't it marvelous that animals are simply ruled by their instinct and have no sense of time or its limitations, whereas human beings on the other hand; highly evolved and at the first rung of the chain take their entire lives looking at the clock, a fallacy of their own invention. Forever in fear, governed by an empirical constant, living with the knowledge of death with every breath.

Even the development of the mind and intellect seems nothing more than a defense mechanism, and we be farther and steadfast had we lived for the moment we look for which is the simplicity of impulse and sponteneity. Maybe I could go far enough to say that the human brain, reasoning and thought is nothing more than a hindrance. Considering the collective information it is ruled by, even the individuality is lost to duality of hypocrisy and that originality we seek is stoppered by the very question why and what.

My vow lies in a simply understanding where I am to live as if I'm already dead and I know when that moment comes it would be nothing more than waking up from a dream. 

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